Not a fireman, but good enough for last night.
they started playing Don't Stop Believin' and you had a melt down because it wasnt the Glee version
you passed out on the bathroom floor with the door locked. we had to break in and no one was sober enough to move you so they just threw a towel on you and stepped over you
It was odd. His friends dick tasted the same as his. Friends are beginning to have to much in common
He said "I wish they sold 40's in bars".. and a business plan came to mind. Maybe I CAN do something with my degree...
Complete silence. Background Willy Wonka music. An empty back of Lay's BBQ chips. These are the ingredients for an extreme acid trip.
Nothing like wearing your heels and smelling like henney in the afternoon
Covered in confetti and bad decisions
Think I can pull off edward 40 hands before class?
You might end up in the wrong class.
I'm a COM major, they're all the wrong class.
That's the first time I've ever heard something that tickled both my gag reflex and my penis simultaneously.
You know you're old when tea and a hot bath are more appealing than beer pong with lesbians.
Whatever it's Canadian jail, it's not like Guatemala or something. It'll be nice and cushy and they'll probably throw him a big bday party with all his friends and strippers
well if they don't get here soon...no fuck it, I'm going to the strip club.
If you're going to do that you're going to need a pleather suit.
As a side note, can you ask the maintenance staff not to drag their balls on our stairwell handrails. Please.
Alcohol. Making me feel good about myself since 2008
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